Chapter 3

"Now, the bride and the groom can exchange rings..."

We arrived just in time for this solemn moment.

I carefully supported my big belly and walked into the venue unsteadily. I pinched my thigh suddenly and exclaimed.

All eyes were focused on me, and the spotlight followed.

When Oliver saw me, he panicked. His eyes seemed to ask why I came.

Of course, I came. I was invited by Sydney.

"Opal, you're here. I'm glad you could come to bless us."

Sydney's face showed a decent smile as she looked at me like a winner.

What was there to be proud of?

Oliver and I met at a business gathering. After he persistently pursued me for a year, I happened to be ready for a relationship and agreed.

I had money, and I could spend it on whoever I wanted.

Oliver probably thought I was pretending to be rich and didn't spend much on him.

It was not surprising that he would think that. After all, I usually wore only a white shirt, a pair of shorts, and a pair of slippers.

The joy of minimalist dressing was great.

Meanwhile, Sydney kept seducing him, so he cheated on me.

Everyone despised a jerk.

Sydney was the only one who treated him as a treasure. She got pregnant out of wedlock and had a shotgun marriage. Silly woman. She'd suffer.